(Y/n) sat in the white, crisp hospital bed, passing the time by playing on their brand new 3DS.
"Fucking die, die!" (Y/n) whispered loudly, pressing the black B button furiously as they began to fight the wolfos in The Legend of Zelda.
They had only recently received the remake of the Ocarina of Time from Kenma as a get-better-soon gift, so they had next to no strategies.
(Y/n) hated to look up walkthroughs, as they felt as though it was cheating, so they had to rely on the knowledge they had kept from when they had played the game in their childhood.
As they were so focused on destroying the wolfos, they didn't notice a group of tall boys casually walking into their room.
"Oi!" A voice whispered in their ear, causing them to throw their 3DS onto the blankets placed on the bed.
Kuroo and Bokuto stood there, laughing their lungs out, each holding a large pikachu balloon. The two couldn't believe the face (y/n) had pulled, and they had also never seen them so focused in their life.
"I apologise for those two, (Y/n)," Akaashi nodded, walking out from behind the two giants with Kenma at his side.
"Oh, it's okay, you didn't do anything," (Y/n) blushed, recovering from the shock of Kuroo's some-what nerve racking voice.
(Y/n) loved their friends, despite of much they made her panic at times.
This was based off one of my hospital admissions lol. Expect some angsty shit up next bc I was listening to spring day.
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haikyuu drabbles
FanfictionA collection of slightly awful one-shots about some high school boys.
